Chapter 187 Living is Worse than Death
Those who could enter the black market were all people who were observant and attentive, and soon someone discovered that Qiao Mo was selling pork.
“How much is pork?”
"No ticket required, one yuan per pound."
"Give me two pounds."
Qiao Mo casually took two pieces of meat and gave them to him: "Chenghui, three dollars."
"Don't you need to weigh it?"
"They are all weighed, no more, no less. You can weigh them again anywhere. If there is one less, we will compensate you ten times." Qiao Mo said calmly.
"I believe you." The man weighed the meat with his hand and took out three dollars and gave it to her.
Once there is one, there will be two. Soon, people surrounded her. She handed the meat to people with one hand and collected money with the other. In less than an hour, a kilogram of pork was sold out, and Xiaofeng also appeared in front of her at the right time.
"Brother Feng." Qiao Mo smiled at him.
"Little brother, you're here." Xiaofeng nodded at her and motioned for her to follow him.
The two people came to a deserted place and stood there.
"Little brother, now that you have finished your exams, are you ready for a big effort?" Xiao Feng knew that he was an educated youth sent to the countryside, and also knew that he was preparing for the college entrance examination.
"You're right. My eldest brother knows that I'm likely to go abroad to college next year, so to show his support, he gave me a larger portion. How much can you eat at one time?" Qiao Mo went straight to the point.
Xiao Feng thought for a moment and said, "We want more, but transportation is a bit of a problem. How about this? This time you give us 1,000 kilograms of rice, 3,000 kilograms of corn, and 10,000 kilograms of pork."
"Okay, tomorrow morning at three o'clock, we'll meet at our old place." Qiao Mo nodded. "Are you going to collect sweet potato rice?"
"We'll buy it, but the price is relatively low." Xiao Feng nodded. "As long as we can eat it, we'll take it."
"How much is the sweet potato rice?"
"Two cents a pound."
"I have a few pounds of sweet potato rice here. I'll give it to you next time." She and Tang Xinmei chopped sweet potatoes. Most of them were chopped into sweet potato rice, and a small part was made into sweet potato chips. She planned to sell the sweet potato rice to Xiaofeng, and the sweet potato chips were steamed. They were good as staple food or snacks. She would bring them all to Donghai as snacks and gifts.
"OK."
"I'm leaving. See you tomorrow morning." Qiao Mo waved to him and turned away.
It was still early, so Qiao Mo didn't rush out. Instead, he walked to the dead end, slipped into the space, took out another ten pounds of pork, and bought the black stuff again.
Because she had no cooperation with the black market controller, she was not afraid of being targeted by anyone, and her business was particularly good. She came here a few times and earned more than a thousand yuan. Seeing that it was getting late, she found a place to enter the space, changed into her own clothes, and went to Dongshan Village.
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